Lirik Lagu Floorboard Blues - Cowboy Junkies
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ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
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- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
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- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Look under his floorboards, Mama,I don't trust his silly grinHe's got a beat-up Rambler, Nebraska plates,and I ain't getting inI don't like the way his pinky ringpicks up the dashboard lightor his short little piggy fingersor the way his belt is cinched too tight
Check under his floorboards, Mama,I don't like his suggestive toneThe way his words drip from his mouthas he asks can I take you home?I don't care how many miles I got,I think I'd rather walk them alonethan to sit in the back seatas his eyes in the mirrorreduce me to flesh and bone
Check under his floorboards, Mama,'cause that razor's not just a threat to meHe'll be slicing tiny crescents from your heart,without laying a sweaty palm to your cheekDon't accuse me of running scared,listen to what I'm sayingIt's a fucked up ol' world, but this ol' girlWell, she ain't giving in
Check under his floorboards, Mama,I don't like his suggestive toneThe way his words drip from his mouthas he asks can I take you home?I don't care how many miles I got,I think I'd rather walk them alonethan to sit in the back seatas his eyes in the mirrorreduce me to flesh and bone
Check under his floorboards, Mama,'cause that razor's not just a threat to meHe'll be slicing tiny crescents from your heart,without laying a sweaty palm to your cheekDon't accuse me of running scared,listen to what I'm sayingIt's a fucked up ol' world, but this ol' girlWell, she ain't giving in

